Water Does Not Always Find the Lowest Level

Inconsistency and contradiction are facts of life which increase in both stature and clarity as we grow in spiritual maturity. Stature because we are subjected according to our own increasing capacity to withstand these foes and clarity because as we increase, we see more of what has always been there.

Is it not ironic that the fool

Rejects the very thing that would deliver him

From the pain and failure he calls bliss?
Water does not always find the lowest level.
Is it not ironic that those

Who stand in need the most

Stand strongest against provision?
Water does not always find the lowest level.
And those who have less need

Have it because they have learned

The value of the provision

To minimize the need.
“To him who has

Shall more be given,

And to him who has not,

Even the little he has

Shall be taken from him.” Jesus

Lethbridge, Oct. 1984

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